No sleep tonight
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We're on the night train
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To anywhere but here
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It takes us far
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Into a fantasy
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Where all the good things are
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And it all makes sense when we close our eyes
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a¢æ?Cause we are looking through pink cellophane, cellophane
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All those years we've spent running away, we'd never meet
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That it was meant to be
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That it was meant to be
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No time to find
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We're always losing
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Without a single care
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It makes us fear
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We're in a movie scene
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And nothing else is real
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And it all makes sense when we close our eyes
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a¢æ?Cause we are looking through pink cellophane, cellophane
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All those years we've spent running away, we'd never meet
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That it was meant to be
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That it was meant to be
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All those years we've spent running away, we'd never meet
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That it was meant to be
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That it was meant to be
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And it all makes sense when we close our eyes
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a¢æ?Cause we are looking through pink cellophane, cellophane
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That it was meant to be
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That it was meant to be
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(All those years we've spent running away)
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That it was meant to be
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That it was meant to be
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No sleep tonight
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We're on the night train
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Cellophane
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Ladyhawke |